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lirik lagu dannys tmu – dollar $igns

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[intro]
danny!

[hook 1]
on the grind, getting paper all the time (ay)
money’s on my mind, always dream in dollar signs (ay)
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime (ay)
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime, look
on the grind, getting paper all the time (ay)
money’s on my mind, always dream in dollar signs
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime (uh)
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime, look

[verse 1]
waste waste waste – spend it all
point it at your face, then i set it off
none of my bros wanna see me fall
i ain’t with no f-ck-sh-t, not at all
i ain’t got time for lil’ games
check my watch then check my chain
never need no one to donate
best believe my money growing insane!
model s do the digi-dash
hit the pedal, cause whiplash
always first, never been last
1 of 1, only one in my cl-ss
first first first first
never been a second without work
no time not growing net worth
keep expanding my network
they be asking why i’m so reckless
imma keep going down the checklist
rocking sh-t ’till rocks in my necklace
bezel blinding in all directions
imma keep working, man this sh-t elective
how come i don’t get, like, several credits
moved to pittsburgh for the whole summer
and somehow…they still rejected
imma keep going, imma keep blowing
never suckin’ d-ck, never deep-throatin’
put in h-lla sweat and hemoglobin
’till my neck ice straight snowglobin’
since ’96, knew that i was chosen
’06 with a chick, posing
16 with a big dream:
how to be hot with yo neck frozen
uh

[hook 2]
on the grind, getting paper all the time, yeah
money’s on my mind, always dream in dollar signs
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime (uh)
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime (yuh)
on the grind, getting paper all the time (ay)
money’s on my mind, always dream in dollar signs
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime, yeah

[verse 2]
18 – i’m a money fiend
20 years old – knee-deep
21 – i’m on wall street
22 – i be on rodeo
with a live p-ssy, hit it with a k.o.,
times ten, that’s a kaio-ken
one for each of those nine lives
the tenth so it won’t see light again
never spending more than i have to
even though it’s not pay-to-win
but i swear to god that i play-to-win
my haters gotta have common sense
pull up with the 20 inch rims
carbon on them- that’s real sh-t
got the side-skirts, i call ’em fins
soon need all black tints
gotta duck while speeding past the feds
hunnid on the dash, behind the lens
win the race like ten tens
luckily don’t need ten pens
to write this…
i might just one-night this
can’t give a price – this priceless
it’s free-for-all like a crisis
but despite this, i’m…

[outro]
on the grind, getting paper all the time (ay)
money’s on my mind, always dream in dollar signs (huh)
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime (uh)
i just turned my b-tches from some nickels to a dime, yeah!


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